A WHITER SHADE OF PALE
Procul Harum
We skipped the light fandango
And turned cartwheels cross
the floor.
I was feeling kind of seasick
But the crowd called out
for more.
The room was humming harder
And the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another
drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just
ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of
pale.
She said "There is no reason,
And the truth is plain to
see,"
But I wandered through my
playing cards
And would not let her be
One of sixteen vestal virgins
Who were leaving for the
coast
And although my eyes were
open
They might just just have
well been closed.
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just
ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of
pale.
Additional lyrics sung in
concert:
She said she wanted shore
leave
Tho in truth we were at sea
So I took her by a looking
glass
And forced her to agree
Saying you must be the mermaid
Who took Neptune for a ride
Well she smiled at me so
sadly
That my anger straightway
died
And so it was, etc...
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